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“Child Of Broughton”Redzin

“Child of Broughton”

I remember being younger
I remember being unsure
Not unlike memories you find
That paint pictures in your mind
Or anything of that nature,
I remember times were often hard
And the child often scarred
From the drunk that stumbled
Home late coming from the bars,
…NOW…
Leaving me to wonder
How I kept from going under
With all the shit that I saw
And all the shots to the jaw
Is my life entitled to a refund sir?
And although in life we were poor
It was what you used your wife & son for
The terrible beatings that ripped & tore
Apart love stripping away the family for sure,
…AND…
Have you ever felt guilty?
Disgusted, dirty and or filthy
For all the shit that you did
Abusing the wife and your kid
You’re only proof in existence of consistency!
Or is out of sight out of mind now forgotten
Because from inside out your empty dead & rotten
Left to wither in denial, lonely and defiled
But you couldn’t break the child of Broughton!!

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